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It seed that a lot of ti had passed since I ca back here, both in terms of experience and in reality. Since my appearance in the series of events, people have shown great interest in . Daughters and noblewon, nobility, and high-ranking civil servants have sent letters. Sotis there were letters from n in the mix. It is said that when you first enter the social world, people with influence in the social world send letters saying they want to visit first.
If their reputation is good enough, they will introduce people in the middle and help them so that they can easily integrate into the social circle. The nanny explained this and that as she handed an etiquette book with social etiquette written in it.
When you receive a letter, please send a visiting card with the date you can visit. That's the etiquette.
Since this was the era when status was determined by capital rather than title, the social circles here tended to emphasize etiquette and manners. They respected each other and were very formal with too many taboos. Noah certainly seed to be an educated aristocrat and had good basic manners. (Of course I didnt forget that he put a gun to my head.)
I was an introvert and wasn't really interested in social activities, but given the situation, I felt the need to make so contacts.
After the nanny left the room, I was lost in deep thought.
A little doubt in the beginning, a part I hadn't thought deeply about since I went to Progen. The fact that for over a decade, no one had a door to the situation where the poor girl was discriminated against and abused, and the servants were complicit in the abuse, and that this fact was not leaked to the outside world at all.
Of course, most of them would have stood by and pretended not to know in order not to be sympathetic or disadvantaged by the group ntality, but there were a few righteous people out there.
"It's ti for rumors to circulate that the Admiral's second daughter is a wicked woman or a crazy woman, but it's strange.
I decided to check it out while I was playing the villain. Seeing that the upper class people were not afraid to send visiting cards and invitations, despite the fact that I paid the servants who treated badly what they deserved, it seed that the outsiders were completely unaware of what had happened in this corner of the house.
Even if they didn't openly inform them of the injustice they witnessed at the Admiral's mansion, there was no reason for them not to gossip about the bullying and misdeeds they had committed in the cold light of day. Only then will it be easier for them to find another job.
In the afternoon, Jeffrey paid a short visit to the residence while Celine went to a social gathering. Today he was not in his uniform or normal clothes, but in his national defense colored combat uniform. We sat facing each other in the reception room on the fourth floor. Jeffrey watched the maid who had served us tea and left, then spoke with a disappointed look on his face.
"I didn't know anyone's news. I'm sorry I couldn't be of much help to hear that you lost sothing precious."
I asked Jeffrey to find out the whereabouts of the servants who had left before, including the one who had been sent away for the pitiable circumstance of losing one of my most precious items, and received his answer.
Thank you. I had no choice."
As expected, it was highly likely that all the servants who had quit this place had died or disappeared without a trace in order to keep them quiet. I felt it from the beginning, but sothing was wrong. The Amiral hated so much, but didn't kill until now, and as soon as I left this mansion, he sent rcenaries to kill . Could it be that he is desperately trying to hide the fact that my information is leaking to the outside world?
I suddenly realized this. I covered my mouth and smiled secretly.
I am the Admiral's weakness, aren't I? An unpleasant weakness, but also a possibility that was the last thing he might use in an ergency soday.
Jeffrey, who was silently staring at , let go of his teacup and sighed weakly.
If it's too much for you to stay here, I can arrange for you to stay sowhere else.
No, Ill stay here."
I may die silently the mont I leave here. The Admiral had a significant influence in this country, seeing as how many servants have disappeared even though it was a war ti. I dont want to take any chances because I could get Jeffrey killed.
You've already helped . Thanks to you, I am well fed and in good health."
But, Miss Diana.
Jeffrey, who had been hesitating for a long ti, tried to say sothing, but it was a sigh that eventually ca out. He seed to want to say sothing deep in his heart. I didnt ask. I didnt want to ask because I didn't want to get involved in a more complicated situation with him any further.
For example, the servants who quit and disappeared, the rcenaries sent to kill , the accusations of discrimination and unreasonableness made against this body in the past. If I revealed to society the above facts, I would be dealing with powerful people and won of repute in society.
It would be buried without hesitation, or on the contrary, Id be condemned as a liar or being psychotic because of the history that I had been confined and had never been in society. So I would never be able to defeat the Admiral with the above facts alone.
Threatening silence and an implicit warning. It was the only weapon I could wield, and it was not an easy card to play. It beca clear to that there was sothing more to this than what I experienced and knew. Maybe I was only watching out of so vague sense of dread that I didn't know the substance of, but I was certain that Jeffrey was not interested in Celine.
It didn't matter to now. Because I had a clear purpose and a place to go.As long as the father and daughter did not move first, I would anger Celine, maintain this tense and cold war, and leave the country.
I want to help you. Sohow.
Jeffrey said in a determined tone, but I slowly shook my head because it was obvious that even if I succeeded in getting the duke's family to interfere with the Pri Minister, it would only embarrass socially and not give what I wanted.
Can he take back to Progen? No, that's not the kind of justice that man has in his eyes. It's that kind of helpfulness, fighting on behalf of the weak against their irrationality. Moreover, I don't believe in authenticity. Because the day he ca to pick up, I realized what hand signals he had sent to the soldiers.
Remain in your position.
Was it really justice to sacrifice so many lives for a cause? Maybe he was trying to use to gain honor, to gain the trust and recognition of society to inherit the title, or maybe as the son of the Pri Minister, he was trying to keep the Admiral, the core of military power, in check.
I'm fine."
I replied in a sowhat stronger tone.
I didnt want to take the trouble to judge them directly. This country was on the verge of losing a long war, and the next war would be a big deal. Celine and the Admiral were bound to ruin themselves in this dangerous country where the powers ard with new weapons will co in the near future to chew them up and taste them.
"Just do as you do now.
I made a pretentious smile. I needed to be safe until I returned to Progen.
I see. let know whenever you need help."
Thank you very much."
At my thanks, Jeffrey turned his head away without saying a word and looked out the window, which had a view of the ocean. I looked out, too. Two young soldiers were seen walking with rifles on their backs at a port facing the sea. One person, who looked severely injured with a bandage on his head, was limping and was being supported by his colleague.
It was despair in their expressions. I looked out with courage and justice through the window of my room, but eventually I witnessed quite a few expressions returning with despair.
***
Today, as usual, I ate and read books at the sa place, and the sa sunset always filled the room with scarlet light. In the past, the sunset ti was good, but now I feel lonely and numb for so reason.
The pillar clock that announced evening chid with a clunking sound. It was ti for the Admiral to co ho, so I dressed appropriately and headed downstairs.
"Father, you're here."
Celine smiled in a mundane way when she saw the Admiral coming through the doorway, and a kind expression appeared on his cold face in response.
"Youre ho."
He did not respond to my greeting. He just walked coldly past with a dry face and a hunchback. He treated as if I were invisible, but I called the Admiral back again.
Father."
Finally, the Admiral stopped and slowly turned to look at . He still looked at with contempt and hatred in his eyes.
Im thinking of having a tea party this afternoon. I've been getting a lot of letters."
The Admiral, who had been silent for so ti, narrowed his blue eyes. His frowning face resembled Celines.
"The Count's family is hunting foxes at the hunting grounds, so et them there. This is where Celine was invited."
In the end, it was about Celine. Originally, they would prevent from going at all costs, but why not this ti? I nodded quietly.
Father, the Lieutenant Colonel will be there, too.
Celine, who had interrupted our conversation, raised the corner of her mouth in a fake smile. She glanced at softly with clear green eyes and brushed back her platinum hair. She ant she didn't want to go with , but the Admiral sounded adamant as he crossed his arms.
"It's difficult to throw a party in warti with military status."
He had a big dinner for Celine a week ago, and then he was discharged from the military and now hes enlisted again. He could just say he didnt want to have a party.
I walked past the Admiral and Celine with as much disbelief in my eyes as I could muster and headed for my room. I heard light footsteps behind , and Celine was following to my room. The door closed with a loud bang. Celine had her hand on the door of my room and glared at coldly.
"Hey. (Celine)
Celine's voice, which had always been clear and supple, cracked gruesoly.
Why? (Diana)
"Didnt you hear the rumor? Lieutenant Colonel saved you to propose to . He said he did it for . (Celine)
Make a ntal victory look on the subject of anxiety. I thought Celine, who couldn't stand my harassnt, might have reported it to the gossip paper. I tilted my head slowly. I could see a hint of bewildernt on her face when she saw that I was unfazed.
"Why are you telling this?" (Diana)
"You seem to be interested in the Lieutenant Colonel. I an that you should wake up from your dream. Once I get married, your situation will go back to the way it was." (Celine)
"Sister, youre thinking the opposite. It's not sothing you should say to ." (Diana)
Celine frowned as if her secret concern had been revealed. Instead of answering, she stared at relentlessly, not blinking. In the midst of the anger and hatred that was slowly seeping into her gaze, there was also a kind of mysterious feeling lurking. I sat down on the couch with a coy look on my face and slowly lifted my chin.
It's not who is interested in him. Its him who is interested in . If you don't like it that much, can you tell him to stop paying attention to ?" (Diana)
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